Between Sweet Water
and Sand
Tongues of
hummingbirds
sip sweet fushia
nectar
Whirring dragonfly
wings—dragonfly eyes—
Tails of white seagulls
Fan out in flight
Bumble bees buzz
and fumble
Among deep white
blossoms
Golden poppies pop
Open in sun light
White moonflowers open
In the night.
Waves roll and tumble
in
Kites high above
weave in sky looms.
Kids dip their
little toes
In the lake—squeeze
out squeals.
Catelpa trees
Dance green leaves
white petals fall.
The catbird speaks
in tongues
Pleased to be on
top of the tallest tree
Our lives between
the sweet water seas and sand
more delicious than
we ever planned.
this poem is from my forthcoming book of poems: Between Sweetwater and Sand
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